Friend Poem by Mohammad Farhan

I see him from afar, doing what he can to be better
I see him from afar, doing what he can to make me feel better
I see him from afar, doing what he needs and smiling as he does.

Once in a while we hold each other in an embrace letting all our worries go,
Once in a while we roam the streets of a distant place we called home, our arms on each other's shoulders as we go.

Oh its almost past midnight,
Oh its been hours,
Oh its just us roaming and talking,
Its a sense of safety,
A sense I so deeply crave in a place I am supposed to call home.
A sense of feeling free and noticed again.

And then he goes away again.
Leaving me alone for quite another while.
A day may come when he'll be gone, and may not return,
I do not wish to see it,
But if it does come to it,
I'll always a hold a piece of him with me.